Today’s poetry assignment is to write a concrete poem about cold using epistrophe/anaphora. I found an old blog post that I wrote and never published about a time when I was little and cried when it snowed in the springtime. It was memorable because it was not a tantrum. It was more like a feeling of sheer hopelessness. I always felt really sad for that little six year old version of myself.
I was wondering if I should post the words to the poem in non-concrete form so it is easier to read. But I think I will just leave it the way it is.